InsaneJournal

Who: Erik
Where: ???
When: Day 287, early
What: ???

[Out this far, it's not something that your eyes can tell anymore. There's no real difference between the consuming dark of curfew and the endless dark of a place where no light touches at all. But it's something you can feel. Something pulls back away from you and you can feel the metal under your feet, comforting and reminding you, somehow that yes, you do still exist past the bruises and dull ache of walking. There's a WORLD and it's not just you. You can hear water, the comforting sharpness of your own footfalls on rock.

More importantly.. the ground stills. No more of the gentle rocking, soft and firm sometimes, ground mushy and unpleasant others. Sometimes, it's nice to just pretend you've gone crazy.

Of course, when you finally see light, a soft, wispy green glow.. you might think that you really HAVE finally done it.]